Nick was on stage banging away on the drums as Mike leaned over to me,
"So, you're Quinn huh? Nick's talked about you." My stomach drops, first Aaron and now Mike, "What did he say?" He laughs and stands up,
"Nothing bad, in fact it was all good." And with that he winks and makes his way back over to the bar. His comments and his wink makes me think he's talking about sex, of course his friends know we've slept together, Nick probably gave them the blow by blow. My phone begins to light up as it rings and I rush outside to answer it,
"Hello?" I walk farther and farther away from the bar,
"Hey, hello?"
"Hello?" I answer again, once the loud noise is at a distance,
"Hey, where are you?" John's voice comes through the phone loud and clear,
"At some little bar with some friends. How is the cruise?" Damn, how did I get caught up in something like this?
"It's great, my parents love it, my sister loves it too. What have you been up to?" I play with the little pebbles on the edge of the road,
"Nothing much. When are your parents going back to Chicago?" He sighs,
"Monday, they're already complaining about the cold, so is Dana." I nod,
"The cold is not my friend." He laughs,
"That's why you've never lived north of Central Florida." That was true, I grew up on the space coast and attended Univerity of Miami.
"What are you doing out here?" I turn as I see Nick get closer and closer to me with a beer bottle in his hand,
"Hey, gotta go talk to you later." He barely says good-bye before I hang up the phone,
"Hey." He frowns slightly at me,
"Why are you out here?" He can be so protective, actually the correct word is possessive,
"I was just talking to Chris Nick, no biggie." He just stares at me then turns on his heels,
"Let's go, come on." I follow him and we settle down in his truck, with me in the passenger seat, him in the driver's seat. He turns on the radio and I thought he was starting the truck,
"Are we leaving? What about the guys?" He shakes his head as he leans over me and takes a bag out of the glove compartment,
"No, we aren't going." I divert my eyes out the window as he lights up then turn as he nudges me on the shoulder,
"Oh no thanks." He looks at me intensely,
"I don't smoke pot Nick, I never have." If that's what he wants to do cool, I won't judge but I don't want to,
"It won't hurt you. You know how many people smoke this? Doctors prescribe it." He grips my neck and pulls me toward him, I'm actually thinking about doing this until I think of my job,
"Nick, I can't. My job, if I get tested I could lose my job."
"I'll take care of you, I can afford it." He laughs as I frown,
"Ok, ok. here." He holds two pills at my mouth,
"What's that?"
"Ecstasy, totally harmless." I've already told him no once, for whatever reason I don't want to do it again. I open my mouth and he places them on my tongue, handing me his beer. I swallow and shake my head at the awful taste, I hate beer,
"Good girl." He pulls me towards him and kisses on my neck,
"We should go back inside." Suddenly his hand takes mine and places it on his crotch,
"I can't go anywhere like this." He moans as I begin to rub him, his hand moves mine and I hear his zipper then he takes my hand at places on his bare flesh. His mouth covers mine and his moan disappears into my mouth as I massage him. He pulls back, his head resting on the seat and pushes my head down gently. I know he wants my mouth to replace my hand but I resist at the thought of doing that out here,
"Come on baby." I look around and figure what the hell. We didn't just meet, I'm not some cheap thrill, he wants to be with me. I lick my lips and position myself as comfortably as possible as I lean down and take him in my mouth.
Home
Mixed Feelings
Chapter 81